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forth between Rosie and the coffeemaker.
    It was starting to freak him out because Rio had never seen Sal look so…confused.
    As if he had no idea what was going on. And that was so not what Rio had wanted to find. He’d wanted Sal to say, “So here’s how we fix this.” Not, “Hell, kids, I don’t have any answers for you.” And that was clearly what his expression meant.
    Finally, after Sal puttered around in the kitchen, getting mugs and waiting for the coffee to drip, he brought three cups to the table by the window and took a seat.
    Then he looked at Rosie. “So, hon, tell me what brought you here.”
    Rosie looked straight at Sal, walked over and sat down. “Rio and I had sex last night and I woke up this morning able to wave my hands and move things without touching them. I’d like to know why.”
    Sal’s lips slowly tilted up in a grin. “Yeah, that would be a real head-scratcher, now wouldn’t it? Never had this problem before, huh?”
    “No, and I’m no, ah, virgin.” She grimaced as if embarrassed and Rio’s chest tightened a little more. Damn it, this was his fault. What the hell had he done to her?
    “Rio,” Sal turned to him, “anything you want to add?”
    He shook his head. “I don’t have a clue.”
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    Sal leaned back in his chair, gazing deep into Rosie’s eyes. His earlier confusion had cleared from his expression and now he looked as if he was staring into her soul and dissecting it. Rosie either didn’t mind or wasn’t aware that he was reading her like an open book.
    Finally Sal sighed. “I’ve been trying to figure out why your name sounded so familiar. And it finally came to me. How are your godmothers, Rosalia?”
    Rosie’s eyes popped open as if Sal had reached out and goosed her. “ You know my godmothers?”
    “Yeah, I do. For many years. They must be out of town, right? Is that how you ended up with boy wonder here last night?”
    Rosie’s mouth hung open for several seconds. “But… When… How do you know my godmothers?”
    Sal snorted and shook his head, his expression pained. “That’s a story they’re going to have to tell you. And since their, uh, spell’s been broken, they’re probably on their way home as we speak.”
    Rosie went completely rigid. “Spell? What spell? What are you talking about?”
    Sal gave her a rueful smile and a pat on the knee. “You really need to talk to your godmothers about that, sweetheart. It’s not my story to tell. But I can patch the binding,” Sal shot Rio a look, “to make sure you don’t hurt yourself or anyone else until they get here to fix this.”
    Rio had been listening intently to everything Sal had said, and he was catching most of what Sal wasn’t saying. It was blowing his mind.
    But Rosie had reached the end of her rope. Her eyes narrowed as her detail-oriented brain worked through the few facts she knew. “So what you’re telling me is that I have magical powers my godmothers somehow hid all these years and never told me about?”
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    Sal’s expression twisted as if he’d swallowed shards of glass. “Rosie, there’s not much in this world that scares me anymore and I’ve seen my share of horrors. But your godmothers…they scare the crap out of me.”
    The hair on Rio’s neck stood straight up and his balls tried to crawl back into his body. He hadn’t thought Sal could be afraid of anything. Who the hell were Rosie’s godmothers?
    Not that he would skip out—no way would he leave Rosie—but shit, if Sal was worried about pissing off Rosie’s godmothers by spilling the beans, what would those women do to him when they found out what part he’d played in this whole fiasco?
    The thought was not something he wanted to dwell on.
    Rosie wasn’t letting Sal off the hook that easily. Even though her hands were stuck tightly inside her pockets, she looked like she was shaking a finger at him. “That’s not going to cut it. You are going to tell me